I said too much I said the truth I kicked out my crutch And in caved in the roof
I said what I could not I said what I should not have said I tried hard not to, I fought Yet the words leaked from my mouth, my head
I said obscene things I said what I've suppressed I thought it may bring new beginnings, The things I finally confessed
I said it through choked gasps I said it through shaking hands I can't begin to grasp What I've spoken, where it'll land.
I said it in fear I said it in despair I hoped speaking would make things clear This isn't fair
I said And you heard. My secret is no longer locked in my head Yet my pain is still not cured.
I spoke You stayed and heard The walls I put up crumbled and broke Of nothing I am assured.
I'm done speaking It hurt too much The cracks in my heart are creaking I'm losing my clutch
The memories are fiery and hot Sinful and rampant, relevant and here I wish they'd rot Into a pile of long forgotten fear.
I spoke once I won't do it again I'll put up fronts I'll keep it in until the end.
That feeling after you've said too much and revealed why you're so messed up. Though a relief to finally talk about it, acknowledging it makes it true and real, both of which I wish didn't apply.